NOTE: Page 3 & Page 4 I preferred to have them not be seen or read because it is SUSPENSE! The theme for those 2 pages are for suspense and mystery.
I could post some of my written part fiction story here but would rather have to decline and have my dream the other day. It was not an ordinary one. This is the second time that I have dreamed of her. Before I narrate the first dream about this very fascinating blessed lady let me have my dream of her last Sunday, at a very early Sunday morning even before sunrise.
The scene of the dream was in a Catholic Church. The church is empty, there is no other parishioners inside except me. I was holding on to this small petri dish shaped like a boat measuring about 3 inches . The petri dish is made of pyrex glass. For some reason I do not know nor have a clue why it's on my hand. While I was at the middle of the aisle in between benches, I decided to place the petri dish in an open drawer where the psalm books are placed. There is no psalm book whatsoever in there and I started asking why and what's going on. Just as I placed the small empty pyrex dish ...the Virgin Mary appeared on the left side of the bench. I was frightened at first. I stared at her first thought she'll make a move. Turned out it was only her statue wearing all white long dress with white veil. Then all of a sudden something kind of bright light appeared almost blinding my vision and I end up in a bath tub.
O my God! I found it very giddy because the bath tub scene reminds me of the movie "The Fountain." I haven't seen the movie yet only trailers on You tube. Now it makes me curious to watch the whole movie.
Next I want to relate the first dream that I had with the Virgin Mary once again. I was out walking and jogging then on my way I met Waiwai and I asked her why she's all alone by herself. "Where is your mom?" In which she replied politely that Lana was in their home. I didn't ask any further to prolong the conversation besides I do not want to be nosy asking more questions. I went home only to find my sewing machine (the old sewing machine set with a stand and a flat board attach on the left side of the table and with a wooden case) standing there at the terrace not inside the house. Underneath the sewing machine table the statue of Virgin Mary appeared in a flash without anybody moving it there. I don't know how that happened. Then luggage were on the floor filled with Goldilocks cake, pastries and candies.
I know it's weird. My dreams are all weird and odd.
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AUTUMN ROSE is a novel in progress written for internet readers.
Originally written by yours truly, E. Verna Turner
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